Last week, Lil Kim was voted off and I didn't realize how much I was rooting for her until she left. I guess Cinderella was right; you don't know what you got 'til it's gone. And it ain't easy to get back, takes so lo-ooo-oong. Sorry, my hair metal roots are showing. Have I told you guys about my Bon Jovi posters? Wouldn't Jon Bon Jovi be an awesome contestant on this show? I'm still holding out hope for Rick Springfield, though. Producers? Are you listening? Anyway, now it's the semifinals, and no one wants to go home. At first, I thought, "As if people DID want to go home before the semifinals!" And then I remembered Lawrence Taylor. Touche, Mr. Bergeron. Anyway, tonight they will be dancing again LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE.
The show opens with a pro number to "Should I Stay or Should I Go?" by The Clash. Oh, dear. Joe Strummer is rolling over in his grave. Anyway, the dancers are Louis, Dmitri and possibly Genya Mazo? Along with Karina, Chelsie and some other blonde chick. It's short, and while I always appreciate adding dancing in as filler on a show about dancing, I don't really get what the point of that routine was. Then the semifinalists are introduced and I'm pretty sure Mark is wearing guyliner. I already miss Derek. Samantha's boobs look like they're about to pop out of her dress. I can't stop looking at them. They're mesmerizing. Tom and Samantha explain that the dancers will be performing one last Latin and ballroom dance each.
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